Pang Nianying watched as the various Elders talked, and had already decided the fate of Chen Yuan. She couldn't help but sigh lightly in her heart.
'Ultimately, it's because Brother Zhuangzhuang's cultivation level is too low, and his background too insignificant.'
'If you were a Heavenly Monarch at this moment, or the top of the Heavenly Ranking like Dongfang Xing, or perhaps even the Lord Pill Monarch of the Burning Wilderness State, would any of these Elders dare treat you with such disrespect?'
She slowly closed her eyes.
After the Great Elder's decisive words, she knew that Chen Yuan would inevitably pay a heavy and even deadly price for his arrogance.
Meanwhile.
At the banquet on the Cloud Platform.
The elite talents from each state had already taken their seats.
Those who could sit at the foremost rows of the Cloud Platform were either the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sect or the Supreme Elder.
Or they were the direct disciples of a sect, the Heavenly List Talents.
